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Wednesday, 22 August 2001 | Hot molecules
It seems like a thousand things have happened, yet I can't seem to put any of it into words. I feel like I'm hovering above a cloud of unrelated occurances and feelings, all knocking into each other like hot molecules, affecting each other and affecting me, though how, I don't exactly know. Richard says motion begets evolution, and maybe like evolution, things are happening too slowly for me to actually witness. I only know after it's already there, fully developed; somehow I seem to miss out on the process. *** It's even better news if you live where I do: Helms retires. |
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